It's Where the Heart is..........

In another time, in another medium, as a reaction to an unfortunate medical episode, I wrote:


"Turn out the lights, put all the kids to bed.
Life as we know it is over.
Peter Pan is dead."

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I was getting up from my computer chair about 4 weeks ago, and my back felt uncomfortable. The discomfort lasted about 10 days, occasionally growing to intense, spasmodic pain. I still suffer (silently of course) when getting up after sitting for extended periods of time.

Earlier this week, I hurt my neck, apparently from over zealously putting on my sneakers.

I have asians in my aging armor.



So, when I return home soon, I will see my Physician's Assistant to monitor my high BP, visit my Dentist to insure that adolescent years of orthodontistry are not wasted, share some quality time with my Urologist to control my kidney stones, check in with my Allergist to secure the future for Peter Pan, and .........................see a chiropractor for the first time. Pardon the repetition, but...oi vey; I have asians in my armor.



Blah, blah, blah. Truth be told, this whining has just been an excuse to revisit Peter Pan, and to create a suitable surrounding for "asians in my armor."



All that is important in the above is my admission, my affirmation, my acknowledgement, that home is where I am headed when I return to the great state of Connecticut, the serenity of New Milford, the comfort of family and friends.
It's where the heart is.............



P.S. Props to Sara for providing webcams and introducing "Skype" to us. The world is a very small place, and there is a degree of home wherever we are.